Heaven Tastes Like Peaches

Sławek stiffened - surprised or embarrassed - but that didn't matter anymore. Konrad had reached the point of no return. Although he never, ever had contact with someone else's member, he brought his mouth closer to the penis still hidden in his pants. But the jeans were too thick, too stiff, so he opened a zipper and unbuttoned the disturbing button.

"No, we shouldn't…" groaned Domejczuk desperately. "You can't ..."

Konrad wasn't listening to him. Feeling his own excitement overwhelming him, he could not and did not want to contain his desires. He knelt down to make it more comfortable. He caressed Sławek through his underwear with his mouth and hand, delighted that his size was growing every moment.

It will be a debut for him, it flashed through Skalski's mind. Probably for both of them. He felt no pressure, however, but wonderful excitement. Without waiting for anything, he freed Sławek's member and touched the head with his tongue.

"Stop ... stop ... This is ..." Domejczuk tried to defend himself. He even placed his hand on Konrad's forehead, wanting to push him away, but the hand got tangled in his hair and clenched at the moment when the stronger caress of his tongue made Sławek groan. "No ... Oh God ... Aaaah ...!"

There was no need to know theory or practice. The instinct was guided by Konrad, who discovered the pleasure of oral caresses. He never imagined that he could get even more excited when he felt a throbbing hot penis in his mouth. He himself unconsciously groaned with pleasure. The pleasure lasted a wonderful eternity when Konrad, immersed in caress, lost track of time.

"Enough!" Sławek suddenly shouted, and this time he pressed his hand harder. "I'll be right...!"

Pushed away, Konrad fell. He felt a trickle of sperm hit his face.

Wiping his eyes, he saw Domejczuk's face, flushed like a poppy flower, panicked and still incredibly sexy.

"Sorry ... sorry!" Sławek exclaimed in a choppy voice.

His expression was that of a forest animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck. He was cute, but also embarrassed.

"Well, what are you ..." Konrad started, but he couldn't finish, because Sławek ran away just like this animal in a hurry fastening his pants. "Hey, yee! And I?"

However, Sławek was not listening. He was running away as if a pack of wolves were chasing him.

"And I?" Konrad repeated disappointed. Caressing his friend, he got so excited that it was hard for him to endure and he sincerely counted on reciprocity.

Come on, he sighed and rose to his feet. He will have to take the matter into his own hands as before.

***

Konrad did not quite know what surrealism was, but what he had in front of his eyes surely met these criteria in his mind. Because how do you define a situation where the boy whose cock you sucked is standing in front of your mother?

Skalski was so surprised that he couldn't even be happy to see his mother. He stopped dead, trying to understand if what he was seeing was really happening. Sławek gave the impression of being completely lost.

No wonder, Konrad decided. After what happened between them in the picturesque ruins, everyone would be ashamed to face a mother - no matter theirs or their lover. Skalski felt this way too, but in the end he was to blame for everything and did not want Sławek to suffer because of him.

"Mom?! What are you doing here?" He called, coming closer. He tried to smile, but something about that smile must have been wrong, he was too nervous to come out naturally.

"Henryk asked if I would like to visit you."

"Well, you know, without notice... We were out. Did you have to wait long?"

"Just a little. We visited Sławoj's grave" she looked at Sławek with warmth and compassion. "I am so sorry for your loss, Sławek. You certainly don't remember me, but I was friends with your mom. And you probably don't know it, but your grandfather was kind of a master to us."

"I didn't know," he admitted, blinking in surprise.

"My grandmother lived in ... there," she pointed towards the village. "Next to the house with the red roof. Her wooden hut is long gone, but when I was a child, then a teenager, I used to come to her for vacations and holidays. Julia was my best friend at the time, so she came with me. As you can see, it was quite close to the Domejczuk family. This is how she met your father."

"Really?"

Konrad's mom smiled.

"Of course! Your father was very handsome and mature, so Julia felt safe with him" she took his arm and led him towards the orchard. She looked back and winked knowingly at her son. The boy had no idea what she meant and felt weird about it. "You see that apple tree in the back...?"

Konrad wanted to follow them, but got the impression that it would be better if they went alone. His mother began to tell a story about the teenage years of Mrs. Julia and her future husband - a story about parents, which for Sławek, who was orphaned in childhood, must have been very important. Skalski felt a warmth in his heart at the thought that his mother was able to bring Sławek closer to story of his parents.

"Your mother," he heard Henryk's voice, "wanted to surprise you. She surprised you very much?"

"A little," he admitted. "I didn't know my family came from here. I thought we were from Lviv."

"Your mother had four grandparents, just like everyone else. Her father's line was patrons of the arts in Lviv, but your grandmother's lineage came from here."

"I didn't think about it," Konrad smiled stupidly. "You, Mr. Henryk, know a lot about my family."

"Did you forget that I was in the same class with your mother?"

"I think so. But does it mean that with Sławek's mother too?"

"I knew them both, even though we weren't close. And what are you suddenly interested in Sławek's family history?"

"Because ... It's strange that our parents knew each other, that even you knew his parents, that everyone knew everyone and were friends, and I met Sławek only now."

"Really? We met?"

Konrad was sincerely surprised. He had never heard of it or remembered anything like it. But, then perhaps the fact how easily they made some sort of connection was because it wasn't the first time they had met?

Could it be destiny? Could it?